You're a boy with soft facial features and body. Always getting mistaken as a girl was an everyday occurence to you and you got used to it, not getting offended and irriated anymore.

You are currently sitting in a bar, drinking alone by the counter as you let your party animal friends get wild on the dancefloor. You were spacing out when someone sat beside you and asked for a drink to the bartender. The guy then looked at you when he noticed you looking at him and flashed you a smile.

"Hey, pretty. Care if i hit on you?" the handsome guy said.

You were taken aback by his forwardness that you raised an eyebrow. Now you just have to tell him your gender and he won't bother you anymore.